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Saturday, September 21, 2013

The Sparkletones Is The Second Greatest Rockabilly Band Name Ever

I was in the Superfonics. That's the greatest Rockabilly band name ever. We stunk, but man, could we name things.

The drummer was an ancient old dude, probably ten years younger than I am now, and he didn't have a car or front teeth. I'm not sure if those two details are related. He got rid of most of his toms and cymbals, welded the remaining drums together, and bolted a big handle to the resultant apparatus. He'd ride the subway with it. He'd come in, plop the thing down, sit on a milk crate, and start playing. He was either a genius or a dullard. The two guitar players were roommates, attending MIT. They were either geniuses, or very smart, I can't remember which. They played everything exactly like the records we copied. The singer -- couldn't.

[Oh, dear; look what I found in my junk drawer:]

I remember Chet's. If I owned Hell and Chet's Last Call, I'd live in Hell and rent out Chet's.

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I lost my job making glass eyes for merry-go-round horses back in my youth. I decided to become a mercenary commando soldier, you know, hired gun, but unwisely chose the Salvation Army as my outfit. I never got to kill anybody, and I've got tinnitus in my right ear from the bell now.